That is SO what I did to myself this week ... why is it that as SOON as I have a grasp on things, I totally have a melt down and "poof". I'm back to square one.
On Friday morning, I weighed myself. I know, I know ... not supposed to - but I do it. Every day. A few times. Morning, night ... after I drink a glass of water. Bad bad bad. I know.
But on Friday, I weighed 146.4. I could TASTE 145lb.
So - I went to bootcamp that morning, got my butt WHOOPED, then came home. And ate a chocolate bar. Then some hallowe'en candy. Then some more. I don't think a fruit or a vegetable touched my lips the entire day. Not even a protein. Or a starch. Just - candy.
Then - as if I couldn't have just written off that day and started over on Saturday - I did it all over again. Sugar. That's all I ate. For two straight days.
So today I was scared to get on the scale. Scared that I wasted a week and honestly, feel like "whoooo cares???". I should just buy my fat pants - or better yet - keep my maternity pants out.
UGH UGH UGH.
Today's weight: 146.6lbs waist: 34inches hips: 38inches
Which means I'm still down from last week's 148.4 ... almost 2lbs. But it's frustrating that I weigh more today than Friday ... and nothing has moved in the "inches" department.
Well, ok - so I'll be happy with that. At least the numbers have gone down, despite my sudden need for chocolate. This week I will do better ...
Next week's goal? 145lb baby.
How'd you do this week??